I am happy to report that the x-ray machines at the airports will not sound the alarm should I walk through them. The surgeon removed a multitude of staples from the incision site. Thank goodness. I feel much less like a pin cushion. I’m still wearing the lovely elastic band and have the two drainage tubes.

The surgeon tells me I’m healing quite nicely considering the extensiveness of the surgery. That’s good to hear. He thinks the tubes will come out next Monday. Wahoo.

In the mean time, my head is clearing a bit every day, though I continue to take the pain medication. I’m tending to wedding duties and last minute details.

I have to give my final numbers this week, including how many babies and children there will be. We didn’t invite children, except for family. Still I have been told by several guests that they are bringing their children. Weird. I guess people assume if you invite them, you mean their whole family. The good news is that we have a few spots their kids can fill. I can’t tell them they can’t bring them, that would be awful. Hopefully it will be just a few.

Our wedding plans have become more traditional than I originally thought they would be. I’ve decided not to see Fred beforehand. We talked about having photos taken ahead of the service, but now I think we’ll wait.

In the last two weeks, Fred has seen me crying, puking, passing out, drainage tubes sticking out of me, hair unwashed raggedy hair, chin hairs growing wild and he has been a saint throughout. I think the least I can do is “clean up real good” on the day of the wedding and let him see me in a better light. 🙂 I hope when I see him in his awesome tux, and he see’s me, we’ll have a special moment indeed.